His Bedwarmer’s Wife

=HAILEY’S POV=

“H-hunter,”

“Shh, don’t be loud, hon. We might be heard outside,” He says laughing. Is it my fault that we can’t hold back and it’s really here we made the honeymoon in jail.

Yes, honeymoon because we just finished our wedding this morning in the warden’s office. I still laugh to think that I remarried this ‘sadist’ who did nothing before but beat me. Well, I am a martyr, stupid. I really love him and one more thing, I feel that he really regretted what he did before.

After hearing Kyla’s confession it was clear to me that Hunter was also just a victim. We were both young and easily swayed by pests around. Yes, Hunter’s love for me may not be that deep because it’s easy for her to hurt me but if maybe Kyla didn’t have the urge then she will learn to love me too.

Hunter is male and aggressive. He knew he loved Kyla plus he even slandered me so he was easy to manipulate. But that was part of our past. And now that we are back and married again there is no reason to go through that. It will serve us as a lesson that we have no one to listen to but each other so that we will not be both hurts.

Regardless of what happened, Hunter accept me wide arms open. He should be because we will not end up like this if it’s wasn’t because of him. But as I said, that was our past the important was we got married again.

Hunter kissed me passionately. We almost never broke our kiss and I really tried not to moan. His kiss and caress on my body were insane. Down the neck, to the two mountains.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Your body is really beautiful, hon. Unique.”

“Really?”

“Yes, I appreciated it way back then. That’s why I always come to your room back then. Cause every time I am thinking of it, I can’t help myself get hardened. And now, you are mine again. I will make you on our honeymoon.”

“I’m excited.” I laughed saying.

He kissed my peak again. He is like a baby who is very thirsty for mother’s milk. The little crown is sucked, bitten, and licked. It was as if I was losing myself especially when he put two fingers in my hole and went in and out. I tried not to shout at the tickle he was carrying.

He removed the finger and also dropped his kiss towards my delicacy. He grabbed it without saying anything so I was exhausted. I miss him for doing this to me. I also experienced this with others but lack fun and tickle. It’s not like how Hunter does that I feel like I’m running out of energy right away.

I held his head to emphasize even more and my hips followed the movement of his head. There is more happiness than this, the relish of what he does and I feel like just now again someone has eaten me since we broke up.

“Hmp!” I covered my mouth at the same time as I sighed. I reached heaven in Hunter’s mouth. He immediately trimmed me and kissed me on the forehead.

“I’ll go in,” He asked for permission and I nod.

“Hmp!” we both stopped grunting. I took the pillow and then covered my face but he removed it.

“Why?” I ask.

“I want to see your face.”

“I might get carried away and moan loudly, you haven’t even moved well yet. Next time you look.” I took the pillow again and placed it on my face. He moved slowly with emphasis. He was holding my waist. He also prevents us from speeding and we might even hear our collision.

I’m going crazy with the tickle brought on by Hunter’s ins and outs. Dizzy, insane, ticklish. The taste, the taste of feeling especially his caress that warms me. It’s different when your partner loves you.

Hunter wasn’t the only one who claimed me. In the three men of my life, I have survived and I also enjoy it. But Hunter is really different, not just a tickle of lust but also a tickle of love. Tickle I don’t want to finish.

Hunter removed the pillow and stroked me. He kissed me and played the mountain.

“I guess I can’t help it, I want to shout with pleasure,” He said so I laughed. He reached for the radio and turned up the volume. Fortunately, he has a strong connection inside so no one cares and the inmates here seem to salute him because he gets along well.

It was as if there was a disco inside and it looked like his companions were still together outside because they all played too and were even louder. It looks like someone is dancing and singing weakly. It’s embarrassing afterward but it’s more important to me that we survive.

“It’s good that I know how to make friends here,” he added.

“Can I moan now?” I asked while closing my eyes.

“Just slow down and don’t be too loud. Still, be careful and they might hear you,”

“Hunter, I love you so much.” I stared into his eyes as I said that. I saw his tears dripping and kissed me on the forehead.

“I love you very much too, Ley, thank you and you accepted me into your life again. Thank you and you trusted me again. Promise, I’ll take care of you, I’ll make you happy. I will take away all my sins against you and our baby. I will be a good wife to you, Ley. ” We cried together.

“Hey, let’s continue this and we’ll play later.” He laughed and moved again. Her pet seemed to grow even bigger when she sped up.

“Hunter.” I was moaning. Hold on to his arm and he moves faster.

“Fuck, Ley, you’re really delicious. You’re so fucking tight.” A low growl filled the room. He emphasized his salivation, it was a bit painful because Hunter is big and fat but the taste was more intense. It’s as if I’m running out of breath. I can already hear him gasping for breath.

The sweetness of feeling that I know the man I love and I love me do it. It’s like you don’t want the tickle to end. You don’t want the relish to end. I just want to be consistent.

Pure grunting and name-calling. His action quickened and I could hear the collision when we were alone. My body is naughty and I don’t know where to turn my head. I touched my mountain and I did the massage.

“Fuck, it’s nice to see you like that, Ley. I’m even crazier seeing you.” Hunter’s every move was gripped with caution.

“Hunter, I’m close.”

“Come first, hon.”

“Bury more, Hunter. Hurry up.” My pain was getting heavier and I knew in a moment that I was going to explode. “Hunter, shit, oh fuck me more.” He accelerated even more and added to the pleasure of playing with my little flesh.

“Ley, shit, Ley, you’re really delicious.”

“Hunter, faster.” But to my surprise, he suddenly stopped. “Why?” I frowned while asking.

“Let’s come together, hon. It looks like I can’t hold it anymore and I’m going to explode.” My nails had sunk into his arm.

“Tss, you did not let me finish. We can do it again later.”

“I’m sorry, but I want us to be together.” He played my pearl. His finger rotated and pinched to the finger and massaged while accompanied by a little pressure.

“Hunter, I’m close.”

“Me too, Ley, I’ll move faster.” I nodded and that’s exactly what he did.

“Fuck, I’m coming.”

“Me too.”

“Oh!”

“Fuck!”

And we reached heaven together. He fell on top of me and chased his breath. He’s still inside me and still not taking away his greatness.

“I have nothing more to ask for in life, Ley, now that I’m with you it’s pure heaven that you will taste with me.”

“I’ll just know that you love me and just tell me ‘I love you’ that’s heaven for me.

“I love you.” This is not the first time he has said this. Even before, he said he loved me. But because anger consumed me that word had no effect on me. But now —— I seem to want to cry. “Hey, why are you crying?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just in tears. I still can’t believe I’m married to you again and you love me. I’ve been waiting so long to hear that from you.” Even though he had said this before we got married, I was still in tears. Maybe because this time I really feel that word. Because he really loves me and I love him too.

“I will do everything for, Ley, not only in word but with action. Once I get free here we will form happy memories. I will do everything to prove to you that you did not make the mistake of accepting me back into your life.” He caressed my face and I saw his tears fall.

“Oh, why are you crying too?”

“Because I thought you would never come back to me. I thought I would lose you forever. I thought my dream that you could forgive me and re-enter your life would never come true. I lost hope when you married Eugene, but now —— you’ve married again and you’re mine. ”

I smiled at what he said and caressed his face.

“I am your wife again. I’m Lewis again. Mrs. Lewis.”

“And you won’t lose that because for the rest of your life you will take my last name and with our children.”

“Hunter,”

“Oh?”

“Come down and your heavy.” I laughed saying.

“Wait, Ley, another one.”

“Huh?” I wondered at the same time as the resurrection of his pet inside me.

“It’s hard again so let fuck again.” He moved again so the heat in my body revived. I can’t count how many times I survived in the different positions we did.